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Vol. 1 Issue 58 August 2023 ELITE

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-Did you not hear my many phone calls… -He wondered quietly: How do you trust me
alas…no one is available to travel with me… so, when you’ve only known me two hours?
The young man became furious: Well, I’m not - I have seen innocence in your eyes, courage
available to travel either… in your actions, and gentleness in your
He added unhappily: What is wrong with speech…
tonight? It’s the end of the week… I’m driving He shook his head: I’m not who you think I
my car around…all my friends too busy for am… I’ve made so many mistakes…Commit
me…and fate puts you in my path… so many sins…have so many faults…
-What about me…my car is crashed, my driver He patted his shoulder, calmed him down,
is injured, my helpers are busy…and fate has and whispered in his ear: Every son of Adam
put you in my path… is a sinner…
He opened the car door, and looked at him His eyes filled with tears, he lowered his
disappointedly: Pleasure to meet you…if you head, gulped and said quietly: No, no I
would please exit my car…and let me go can’t…How shall I stand in between Allah’s
home… hands, in His house, having defied Him, and
-You didn’t ask me where we were traveling… harmed His creation…
-How is it my business? -If there is something brewing in your
-Perhaps you would change your mind when chest…your God who created you…is closer
you learned of my destination, he said to you than your own vein…confess your sin
smiling… to him, and leave your defiance behind…
-The young man sighed heavily, hit the steering He shook his head left and right, hiding his
wheel hard, and shouted at him harshly: get out face in his hands and exhaling his pain…
before I… The man took the young man’s hands off his
-And the man interrupted: I’m going face, and turned it towards his own, looking
somewhere souls long to be, hearts desire to in his eyes, and saying gently: It is the calling
see, tears are shed… of Ibrahim (Peace be upon him), hearts long
The young man suddenly paid attention, for the place where he left his wife and his
opened his mouth, his spirit calmed, and looked son Ismail…don’t refuse that calling…
at him saying: do you mean Mecca? The young man smiled, and said: "Labbaika
He nodded, eyes shining, hands shaking… Allahumma Labbaik” (Meaning: Here I am,
-You’re going to make the pilgrimage? O Allah, here I am.)
-Yes, and so will you… And so commenced the trip to the sanctified
8 -How can it be? I have neither the visa, nor the house of Allah…
At the entrance to Mecca, at the miqat…as
means…I haven’t even told my parents? And…
-Never you mind…I’ll handle it all… soon as the young man had put on the Ihram